The younger redhead got up as well. Her mother's statement of possibly holding her hand made her give a small groan of protest. She didn't want to be clung to. Doing things herself was her preferred method of anything.

She followed her ma close, and did as told. She did peak into the basket and wondered how far down she would go if she jumped in. The clothes seemed to come right back up as she grabbed them. Would someone have to grab her? She wondered this as she collected dirty clothing.